Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that feasts on the flesh of the living.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A small chunk of Kryptonite
A piece of candy with dust and dog hair stuck to it
A Nicolas Cage sequin pillow
A Pipe Organ from St. Steven's Cathedral
The Autobot Matrix of Leadership
A copy of How To Always Say the Right Thing by Glorietta Axelrod
A farmer's trophy for being "out standing in your field"
A Barbie Action Figure
A balloon dog
A Box of Girl Scout Cookies (Samoa)

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